Although she is not as skilled as Luo Ci, she can't stand her cultivation and strong aura.

Fu, who dragged up the stone steps, Lin Qi skillfully wrapped the aura on his feet and quickly approached Luo Ci.

Luo Ci looked at the eight wind blades that were following Lin Qi, and said in horror: "Don't come here!" ”

Lin Qi's white and innocent little face showed an evil smile.

"Senior brother, senior sister has come to ask you for advice!"

Two screams rang out one after another in the eight-sided wind gusts.

Qingyun Zhenjun saw this scene of 'sister, friend and brother Gong', and couldn't help but sigh with Feng Ling.

"Sure enough, children still need to have a partner to be lively, I should have accepted another disciple in the first place, so that Yuan Xi would not be so gentle and simple."

Feng Ling's brows couldn't help twitching.

Is this a matter of finding a companion?

……

Lin Qi and Luo Ci stayed in the eight-sided wind array for nearly two hours, and they were not released until they were exhausted.

Luo Ci's feet just stepped on the ground, and he was still thinking about whether to spread it on the ground, when he saw Lin Qi cross-legged and made a posture of meditating and cultivating.

No way! Still coming?!

Qingyun Zhenjun's gentle and considerate voice sounded at the right time: "Luo Ci ......"

Luo Ci's little heart trembled, thinking that the master was going to 'motivate' him again, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and he cried out.

"Wow!"

He cried and shouted, "Master, I don't want to cultivate anymore, I just want to rest." ”

Qingyun Zhenjun looked at him with tears and laughter, "When did the teacher let you cultivate?" ”

She took Luo Ci to stand up, took a handkerchief and gently wiped Luo Ci's reddened little face.

"Just now, the Peiling Fairy from the Spirit Plantation Garden sent me a plate of osmanthus rice cakes, and the teacher just wanted to ask, do you want to eat it?"

Luo Ci blushed under the gentle comfort of Qingyun Zhenjun and lowered his head embarrassedly.

He actually cried in front of his master, it was so embarrassing!

Qingyun Zhenjun was very patient, and asked again in a soft voice: "What, do you want to eat?" ”

Coincidentally, Luo Ci's stomach made a gurgling sound.

He sobbed and nodded obediently, "Thank you, master." ”

Lin Qi was about to meditate to recover his aura, but he was frightened by Luo Ci's wow.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Luo Ci sitting on the ground crying, crying and shouting that she didn't want to cultivate and wanted to rest.

Lin Qi smiled unkindly.

"Senior brother, if you don't want to cultivate, you don't want to cultivate, why are you still crying?"

As soon as Lin Qiyao's voice came out, Luo Ci's eyes turned red again.

Of course, this time I didn't want to cry, I was angry with Lin Qi.

Luo Ci raised his sleeve and wiped his face, and opened his mouth as if he was ruthless.

"I want to cultivate! I won't be worse than my sister! When I finish eating the pastries, I will start practicing! ”

"Humph!"

Tsundere snorted, and then twisted his head to stand beside Qingyun Zhenjun.

Qingyun Zhenjun tapped Lin Qi with his fingertips, and there was helplessness in his voice, "You, don't tease your junior brother!" ”

"Let's have some pastries together, and cultivation is not in a hurry for this moment."

Lin Qi happily sat opposite Luo Ci, and spoke sincerely while eating pastries.

"Senior brother, why do you have to compare with me in everything? How good is it to stick to your own ideas? Cultivate when you should cultivate, rest when you should rest, and you won't be scared to cry. ”

Luo Ci feels that being scared and crying today will definitely be a lifelong black history.

He said with a straight face: "Thank you senior sister for reminding me, it will definitely not be in the future!" ”

Lin Qi felt that the serious Luo Ci was a bit boring, and he didn't tease!

The sweet and soft pastry falls into the mouth, and the fragrance instantly fills the five senses.

A faint aura penetrated into the body, and the pores of the comfortable whole body opened unconsciously.

Lin Qi and Luo Ci couldn't hold back, they killed a plate of pastries in one go, and after eating, their bodies were warm, and even the empty dantian was filled with aura.

Lin Qi touched his stomach and couldn't help but sigh, "It's still the master's things delicious!" ”

Luo Ci swallowed the last bite and nodded his head as well.

Completely forgetting that he had just made up his mind to ignore Lin Qi.

Children's emotions come and go quickly.

The two of them ate and drank to their heart's content, and practiced swordsmanship in Qingyun Palace a few times before returning to their courtyard.

Lin Qi was about to enter the courtyard, when he was suddenly stopped by Luo Ci.

"Second Senior Sister!"

Lin Qi turned his head to look at him, "What's the matter?" ”

Luo Ci was stunned for a moment before he spoke, "Can you ask me to join me when you get up tomorrow to practice swords?" ”

Lin Qi blinked curiously, this time there was no stimulation of Luo Ci.

"Okay! But I don't know if my senior sister is still practicing swords? I've accumulated a lot of questions to ask her in the Ice Abyss. ”

Luo Ci was a little surprised: "That word is decided!" ”

Lin Qi nodded weakly, "A word is a certainty." ”

Back in the room, Lin Qi spent an hour meditating and running the Clearing Mind Technique several times before stopping.

After cultivating the Qing Divine Technique, Lin Qi walked to the backyard with a wooden sword, ready to start cultivating the first move of the Ice Phoenix Divine Technique, the Remnant Phoenix Chaos.

When she was in the Ice Dao, she never slackened her cultivation, not only practiced the basic swordsmanship learned from Qingyun Zhenjun countless times, but also learned the first move of the Remnant Phoenix Chaos.

However, she has only learned the form, and she is always a little lacking from the real comprehension of the entry.

Lin Qi's mentality is not bad, he knows that some things can be urgent, and some things are useless if they are in a hurry.

So I would practice every time I had my spare time.

She chose to be in the backyard today, also to use the power of the Razer Flower to see if she could step into that threshold.

Since the last time he was electrocuted by Razer, Lin Qi has learned a lesson, and he pestered Senior Sister Yuanxi to ask for detailed information about Razer Flower that day.

She took out a piece of tulle from the storage space and tossed it at random, and the tulle instantly grew larger, enveloping half of the razer bushes.

Lin Qi's gaze was on the remaining half of the Razer bushes.

With a slash of the wooden sword, half of the Razer Flower Bush instantly released thunder and lightning.

The fine thunder and lightning weaved into a net, scrambling towards Lin Qi.

Lin Qi moved calmly, and the aura lingered around the wooden sword to form an invisible shield, blocking the thunder net in front of him.

Lin Qi thought back to the figure on the scroll in his mind, and the long sword in his hand moved together, and the sharp and lonely sword shadow swept through the void, leaving a little afterimage.

The thunderbolt wrapped around the tip of the wooden sword changed direction along with Lin Qi's movements.

It tried to break through Lin Qi's aura shield countless times, but in the end it failed.

The pace and moves are coherent, all in one go.

The aura accumulated in Lin Qi's body has gradually taken shape.

At the same time, the thunderbolt also broke through Lin Qi's defense and slowly climbed onto the wooden sword.

Seeing that the thunder grid was about to touch Lin Qi, a thick aura instantly surged out from Lin Qi's body.

These auras outlined the figure of an ice phoenix in the void.

The sword shadow in Lin Qi's hand became faster and faster, and the aura spread at the end of the sword, spreading along the wooden sword without any difference.

At the moment when the thunder and lightning network fluttered up, Lin Qi's body froze, and the long sword swept away, and the power was imposing.

An imposing ice phoenix phantom roared out from the tip of the sword.